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  • RTT® Package 2

    For more advanced issues such as Addictions, PTSD & Weight Management

  • Past Life Regression

    Travel back through time to previous lives or incarnations by tuning in to experiences that are normally hidden. A PLR session guides you into a deeply quiet and peaceful state where it’s far easier to locate the memories held in your soul. Past-life regression: is a gentle form of hypnosis that induces your brain into a trancelike state, that prompts you to recall memories buried deep in your subconscious. You can recall back through time to your previous lives or incarnations by accessing memories and experiences that are normally hidden in your subconscious mind.  Your mind knows what you can handle, you will only be taken to lifetimes that you are ready and able to process. Past Life Regression can help you to: 1. Reconnect and understand past life experiences. 2. Help you understand why you feel a deep connection with certain people. 3. Uncover your past life and how it may be affecting your current experiences. 4. Illuminate the root cause of any physical ailments you may have in this lifetime. 5. Explore the cause of any fears or beliefs which you have been unable to explain. 6. Acknowledge any unresolved emotions and clear them from your system.

  • RTT® Full Session

    A hypnotherapy session where we dive deep and uncover the root causes of your present problem or issue. We reframe any beliefs that you may have formed, that are contributing to your problem or issue. - Includes a personalised recording of your Transformation.

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  • Oh, How my Heart Hurts

    It's that time of year again folks. The time of year that bring back all of the feelings, good ones and bad ones. The time of year where we should be celebrating 2 Birthdays, not just 1. The time of year where I feel like a complete fraud, for remembering our anniversary with love when the reality was far, far different. For feeling like a complete failure, because I took our love for granted, and I should have been so incredibly grateful for what we had. The time of year when everything is so much harder than it should be. It's harder to be happy, it's harder to forgive, it's harder to let go of the guilt, it's harder to let go of the shame, it's harder to be nice to people, it's harder to talk to people, It's just harder. Tomorrow is (was) our 14 year wedding anniversary (or today if you are waking up and reading this in the morning). I feel uncomfortable remembering this, I feel like a fraud celebrating what was so clearly one of my biggest failures. But I do celebrate it. I have every right to celebrate it because we were happy once. We weren't happy at the end. No-one is to blame, there are 3 sides to every story... my side, his side and the truth. If I knew now what I know then... wait, that's not it... If I knew then what I know now, would things have been different? If I knew then what I know now, I would not have been the same person, we would never have met, I would be blissfully unaware but then I would never have known him. It's better to have loved. It's better to have loved, and royally screwed things up. It's better to have loved, imperfectly than to have perfectly never loved at all. If I could go back would I do things differently? Of course I would. I can never go back, and I'm at peace with that. You can't change the events in your life that have already happened, you can learn from those events and make damn sure you don't make the same mistakes over and over. If you find yourself stuck in a loop, going back to the same types of relationships over and over, then you still have something to learn. When bad things happen, ask yourself, what is the Universe trying to show me? What do I need to learn from this? Well, I've finally got it figured out. Actually, that's a lie. I have nothing figured out, making me feel like even more of a fraud. How am I supposed to heal the world, when I can't even heal myself. I am broken, battered, bruised. I am tired, so very tired. That is this week, next week I will pick up the pieces and live another year. Live. Another. Year. That's the key, living. Not just surviving one day at a time. Truly living. Enjoying life to it's fullest. Trying new things. I will not waste what life I have left dwelling on mistakes and failures, I will take what I am learning and grow so fricken hard, and I will help those along the way that need it. Just ask, I'm here to help. Living. All of the Years. *in memory of Clint Brown 27/07/1981 - 08/08/2008

  • Depression, Anxiety and Freedom

    My story - before... I have suffered severe depression and anxiety for most of my life. From the age of 10 or 11 years old I frequently contemplated suicide, was incredibly unhappy and bullied through my teenage years. I felt emotionally stunted as a person, I felt lonely and isolated, and I could not connect with my peers. I never made any plans for after high school, what was the point? I was never going to make it to that age, so I thought at the time. By age 17 i was being medicated for ADD which I now believe was a misdiagnosis, and life improved somewhat. I discovered alcohol, and started to come out of my shell bit by bit. I formed relationships and met my husband to be. My story - during... My husband suffered from highly severe depression. He was a roofing contractor by trade and the pressures of the industry along with his history of depression eventually led to his suicide. We dated for 3 or 4 years before we got married, before we met he had attempted suicide in the past on 2 occasions and after we met he made another attempt after our biggest argument in our relationship. He was an alcoholic drinking 8-12 beers ever and working long hours. Our relationship started to become strained after being married for almost 3 years and after a trial seperation he died by suicide 2 days after our 3 year wedding anniversary, leaving me a widow. I struggled for 10 years with guilt, shame and heartbreak. Even though I had moved on eventually in a new relationship, every birthday and anniversary and situation was a difficult reminder of what the world lost that day. I am no longer in a relationship and I have worked hard over the last 2 years on myself, my worth, my personal growth among other ventures. I had relapses of my depression and severe anxiety prior to this, and my journey has not been easy. My story - after... During my personal growth and development journey I discovered an amazing woman. Her name is Marisa Peer and she is the developer of the Rapid Transformational Therapy technique. She has over 30 years experience in the psychology industry and had one of the greatest mentors in hypnotherapy. She has taken her knowledge and used it to develop this technique and in recent years she has opened up her school of Rapid Transformational Therapy and is teaching students how to do what she does. I have recently graduated as a certified hypnotherapist after attending a 5 day live course in LA and completing 100's of hours of online training. During the training, I was selected by Marisa for a class demonstration. She got right to the root cause of my depression and my anxiety, reframed the beliefs and values that resulted and I am proud to say that after many, many years I have stopped taking my medication and I have NEVER felt so excited and alive in my entire life!!!! So, I propose to you. A collaboration going forward about how we can eliminate depression and anxiety. Will you help me to help transform people into their True Selves? Thank you so much for taking the time to read. I look forward to hearing your thoughts. Mel McGuire Rapid Transformational Therapist Certified Hypnotherapist

  • TRUST: Easy to Break, Hard to Earn

    I remember once, when I was really young playing at the park on the swing. I was having fun and I didn't want to leave when my parents were ready to go. So, understandably they left be behind. This was very upsetting to me at the time, I didn't know how to get home so I sat on the swing crying till a man approached me. He asked if I was ok, and what was wrong and where were my parents. Through my tears I managed to tell him that they had left me. Now, I just want to clarify. My parents are good parents, I was a stubborn child and I'm a stubborn adult. I don't blame them at all for leaving me that day. I was never neglected, in fact I was probably a bit spoiled. However, this may have been my starting point with Fear of Abandonment. It was not by any means the only incident to contribute to this fear, but it's fair to say at this point, my young underdeveloped brain decided that my parents had broken my trust for the first time. That's what it all comes down to, trust, it's the starting point of building connection to other people. The foundation to building relationships, without it we have a feeling of disconnect, not belonging, being the "outsider" and distance between ourselves and other people. Another memory I have is travelling in the car on family trips. I would get car sick (nauseous) and on arriving at our destination would have ended up with a severe migraine. I would be excluded from any activities, going straight to bed in a dark room. This induced a sense of loneliness, which I have since learned is a leading cause of suicide. People feel as though they can't connect, they think that their problems are very unique and that there is no solution. They feel that the pain will never end and that the only release or reprieve is to take their own life. Logically, we all know this isn't the case. Many of us have had, or will have the same problems as other people during the course of our lives. If we would only reach out, be vulnerable, receive empathy and trust someone to help us through our troubled times. Unfortunately, our subconscious is ruled by our emotions not our logic centre of the brain and, we have very little control over this. I have learned from a very young age to cage my emotions inside. Jack's beanstalk surrounded by thorns, this is the vision I have of my heart in my chest. Today, I took the first steps towards removing some of those thorns. Today I took the first steps to removing some of those thorns. This week has been about practicing vulnerability, I need to be seen. My regression on the Secrets of the Mind by Marisa Peer revealed one final scene to me (which was actually over a period of time during intermediate and high school years) of constantly being left out. When we had to choose a partner for a school project I was one of the last ones to be picked, there were a small number of us that the other kids referred to as the "rejects". I wasn't picked for significant roles in school productions and the kids in my year would ridicule me to the point that I would shy away from anything new. I preferred instead to remain inside at lunch periods and read books instead of going outside to play with the others. I had some friends at high school, but only one or two that I considered close. Each year, each new friend I opened up to and became close with either left town (family moved) or were sent to boarding school. A few decided we weren't friends anymore, myself to blame as I allowed my desperation to be included influence my actions at the time. I don't blame any of my classmates for this, as by this time, my beanstalk around my heart had well and truly taken root. My beanstalk was producing thorn's, very sharp thorn's (funny, I don't remember beanstalks having thorn's, but mine does.... did....) and I have this image inside my chest of my heart being overrun with this black vine covered in thorns, completely surrounding and protecting my heart. And not just from other people either, it was protecting itself from me. My own heart doesn't trust me to protect it. I've always held people at arms length, allowing very few people to see and know the real me. So, what does this all mean? Broken trust throughout my childhood in many forms has led to fear of abandonment, fear of loneliness and fear of being left out. The end result; - I love being on my own; - I'm not going to abandon myself; - My animals will never make me feel lonely; - I can't be excluded because I prefer to be alone. The Truth; - Strong feeling of disconnection with my family and friends; - Secretly I'm longing for real connection; - I'm ready to cut down my beanstalk; - I've cleared away the thorn's. I'm in the middle of a circle, a really wide circle. Just outside the circle are people who think that they know me. It's time to let those people in...Come on in, it's a thick beanstalk and I'm going to need all the support I can get.

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